Sometimes you have nothing to think
or nothing to do rather than,
sitting idle staring the blank ceiling
Phases of life just skip
one by one
and each have own importance
Beside all these you feel lost
where how why
feelings make your heart speed
Just the thoughts get overuled
emotions just pour out as tears
life just picks you in awkward state
Looking back to days
many things you want to omit
and many things you want to add
but that's impossible
so is the heart that can never
be sealed once broken
Intruding stuffs just make your head larger
but yet you ought to live
with all the things going around
knowing that don't change anything
on your behalf
I have rode my life to & fro
Present, past or future
that doesn't matter
when everything fall to their place
but not where you planned for
and then realize that ever exists
or made you the one you are
Acting like nothing happened
Or you have nothing to do
that doesn't help
You have to face it
whenever it just shows to you
Holding my breath i am going to live
being blind to the reality
being deaf to the noise of society
being dumb to the critics
